Chapter 389: Im waiting for the Golden Retriever Lion King, are you waiting...? (1/2)

Change in an hour, you know

The sky was pale and the north wind howled.

A snow-white flying fish jumped up from the hole in the ice, wanting to breathe the outside air for a moment.

At the moment Feiyu vacated, in his short memory, a glimpse of the outside world remained.

Not far away, the dilapidated wooden planks were built to barely live in, and it was barely possible to see that there was a faint fire coming out through the cracks in the wooden planks.

”The great **** of slaughter, the supreme lord of all worlds who control the war”

”The source of mercy and the supreme sacredness of the pursuit of ultimate peace”

”Archibald!”

”Our ancestor of the tauren!”

”Bless us, the great ancestor who can survive again!”

Under the dim light of the torch, with the prayers of the minotaur pastor, the minotaurs in countless houses were blessed to their hearts and knelt down spontaneously and sincerely. Except for the occasional moo that is difficult to suppress, only the north wind is left in the whole world. The whistling sound and the prayer of the tauren.

[Record]: Your followers held a pious prayer ceremony for you

[Record]: You got 47 points of faith

In the sky covered by dark clouds, a huge face suddenly appeared behind the clouds.

However, if the tauren could see the expression of the huge face, he would be terrified.

”It's really unlucky. The tauren in this environment may not even have 5 combat power.”

Looking at his own plane, Su Mo's eyes condensed slightly and his face sank.

Since crossing into this unreasonable world, he has long been accustomed to what is happening right now.

This is an era in which all people can become gods.

As the name suggests, as long as you can manage this small world, the so-called ”God's Realm”, you can ignite the sacred fire and become the true **** after you have accumulated enough faith value.

All students who can successfully enter the high school will have the federal qualifications to help these students open up the realm of God.

Where there are people, they are divided into different categories.

This sentence is no exception even in this so-called era of all people becoming gods.

Students with wealthy backgrounds can use some rare auxiliary materials on the first day of opening God's Domain, which greatly increases their chances of developing a perfect God's Domain.

The rest of the students can only fight for the so-called luck.

With good luck, a random half-dead god's realm.

Those with bad luck, just like Somo, directly drive out a bitter cold place.

The permafrost everywhere can not be cultivated, and it is difficult to survive with barren materials. In this case, let alone becoming a true god, I am afraid that even a demigod is impossible.

”No, if I continue like this, I will be eliminated by the school, withdraw my qualifications to enter God's Domain, and be doing nothing all my life.”

Su Mo's heart became more calm, but a trace of anger could still come out of his eyes!

This is the anger of ordinary people, but the ”god” is angry!

On the outside, the blizzard has increased several times, as if the apocalypse of the natural disaster, invaded below.

Crackling.

The hail with a big fist hit the dilapidated roof of the tauren, and occasionally pits were created because of the frozen wood losing its toughness.

”Archibald is angry!”

”The barren Tauren tribe has no sacrifices, the gods are angry!”

The tauren in the middle room shouted, his face filled with despair.

The remaining tauren also knelt down, kowtowing on the ground that had been frozen to stone.

These tauren generations are inferior to the first generation. At the beginning of the small world, there were still 100 people, but after half a year, it has fallen to more than 30 people.

Moreover, because of the external and internal time 1:365, after several generations of changes, the tauren tribe has already wiped out the fierceness in their hearts and turned them into poor bugs who only bow their heads and pray.

”Forget it, I'm helping them one last time”

Gritting his teeth, Somo fumbled in his pocket for a while, and finally found a card.

[One-star resource card (normal): produce 100 units of food in the tribe]

With a big wave of his hand, the Tauren tribe suddenly felt like an earthquake.

The tauren people who were praying were suddenly ecstatic, rushing out of their house, looking at the food packed around the house, with surprises.

”Thanks Archibald”

”Thanks to the **** of slaughter, thanks to the gift of the tauren ancestor god”

”The Tauren Tribe will always be your most loyal servant”

Words without nutrition came out of these humble tauren's mouths one after another.

[Record]: You descended a miracle, and the tauren tribe's belief in you deepened.

[Record]: You lowered the miracle and gained 22 faith points.

The 22 points of faith obviously can't calm Souma's inner irritability.

He thought about it, and took out the only thing left in his pocket.

He didn't have any support when he came to this world, it's just that he hasn't figured out how to start this stone yet.

This is the little stone that has appeared in his pocket since he opened up the small world. It has no effect and no introduction.

Even the universal investigating eye of the gods couldn't see the magic in this stone.

But today, the stone is getting hotter as all the cards in the pocket are used up.

As time passed, when the tauren below was enjoying this hard-won meal, the stone finally broke apart.

A very strange but very familiar special voice appeared in Somo's mind.

”The Genesis Modifier is starting, the matching game is in progress, please wait...”

The abrupt voice appeared next to Su Mo's ear, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

”Match-the age of the gods succeeded, load the modifier”

A white translucent frame appeared in front of Somo's eyes, mixed in the blizzard, and the frame was looming.

”Isn't this...Isn't this the modifier I used to modify the data in the Civilization series?”

The neat attributes and numbers on the panel remained within the range he could directly look at as Suma turned his head.

It was as if it were projected in front of him, and even the names of the panels and modifiers were made by himself.

”My modifier has finally arrived”

With joy in his heart, Somo fixed his eyes on the modifier page.

The interface is very complicated, but not difficult to understand.

God interface: